Chapter 35 Unlucky Tiger
The group divided the search tasks. Yuanyuan and Xiaobai continued searching in the same spot, collecting any other herbs or strangely shaped plants they found.
Little White walked and stopped in front of her, and after a while, it stopped in front of a low bush and gently scratched the ground with its paws.
"Yuanyuan, isn't that right?"
He turned his head and greeted Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan ran over, squatted down, and examined it closely. There were many irregular spots on the purple leaves, and tiny vines were wrapped around the grass leaves nearby. "It's a purple-spotted vine!"
She carefully pulled the herb up by the roots. Fortunately, its roots were not long and it was easy to pull it out, but she accidentally broke the vines that were wrapped around the grass leaves.
"Little White is awesome." After putting away the herbs, he reached out and gently patted the little rabbit's head.
"Hiss~"
The little snake raised its head defiantly, saying, "It can do it too."
Before Yuanyuan could react, its entire body had already slid into the grass and disappeared.
"Little snake, come back!"
"Hiss..."
You can hear his voice, but you can't see him.
Xiao Bai tugged at her trouser leg, "Never mind it, it won't get lost." It would be better if it did.
Just then, a startled sound came from afar.
call.
Following the sound, Feng saw Huya standing on what appeared to be a solid patch of grass, but the soil beneath his feet was slowly sinking.
"Huya, don't move!" someone shouted. "The more you struggle, the faster you'll sink!"
He was too far away to stop them.
Huya underestimated the danger of the mud. He tried to pull one leg out, but the other leg sank even deeper, and the mud and water had already reached above his knees.
Yuanyuan tried her best to stand on tiptoe but couldn't see anything, and she was a little worried.
"Uncle Huya?"
"What's wrong with Uncle Huya?"
The sound was too faint and was quickly dispersed by the wind; they couldn't hear it at all.
"Little White, take me there quickly."
...
"Grab this!"
When Yuanyuan ran over, she saw Uncle Feng touching the vines towards Uncle Huya in the mud.
Uncle Hu grabbed onto the vine for leverage and tried to get ashore, but before they could even catch their breath, the vine broke.
Huya fell face-first back into the mud.
"..."
"Oops, oops. You lie down for a bit, I'll go find the vines."
"..."
"Uncle Feng, use this!" Yuanyuan pulled out a thick nylon rope from her spatial storage.
The wind caught the rope and was surprised to find that this rope, smaller than his finger, was stronger than the vine.
Pulling in opposite directions with both hands, it doesn't budge.
Kun also rushed over, and Feng quickly tied the rope to Pi Kun, then threw the rope towards Hu Ya.
"catch."
Huya wiped the mud off his face, reached out, and gripped the rope tightly.
His hands were muddy and slippery, making it impossible to grip them properly, so he simply wrapped the mud around his hands a few times.
With a combined effort from Feng and Kun, Hu Ya was finally pulled out of the danger zone from the mud, covered in mud and looking utterly disheveled.
"Ugh, ptooey! That was close!" Hu Ya gasped for breath, collapsing to the ground like a rag doll.
"It's good that you're alright." Feng raised his hand to pat his shoulder, but halfway through, he couldn't bring himself to do it and reluctantly withdrew his hand.
He even felt a little sorry for Huya.
I was seriously injured and had a fever yesterday, and just recovered, but today I almost got dragged down by this man-eating mud.
In the past, some tribesmen ignored warnings and stepped onto this spot, only to be unable to get back up and nearly die. Since then, very few people have come here.
Huya wiped the mud off his face, glanced at his mud-covered animal skin boots, and felt a little embarrassed.
"Uncle Huya, are you alright?" Yuanyuan asked sympathetically as she looked at Uncle Huya, who had turned into a muddy figure, standing in the garden.
"No, ptooey, ptooey, no, it's nothing," Huya said, spitting out mud as he spoke.
"Do you...would you like to go wash up by the pool?"
Huya didn't dare to speak and nodded.
He really needed to wash; the mud in this swamp was smelly and slippery.
He had just been planted after the vine broke and he had swallowed a mouthful of mud; he felt like he was going to vomit.
Yuanyuan was worried about Kun going with him, "Uncle Kun, would you go with Uncle Huya instead?"
Yuanyuan tugged at Kun's sleeve, her little brows furrowed, "There might be mud by the pond, so don't slip and fall again."
Kun laughed out loud without holding back, but then realized that gloating was inappropriate, so he stopped laughing and assured him, "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him."
After the two left, Yuanyuan pulled Xiaobai aside to dig for medicinal herbs.
"Xiaobai, I'm still missing one last one. Can you help me find it?"
"Let me calculate, can you help me find this?" She took out another herb she had just dug and handed it to him.
Little White sniffed closer, memorizing its appearance and smell, then hopped over to the grass and started rummaging through it.
Yuanyuan squatted down in the grass next to Xiaobai and began to search. She parted the dense grass with her little hands and slowly moved forward. Sunlight shone through the leaves onto her sweaty little face.
It was almost noon, and the sun was very hot.
Undeterred, she moved forward step by step, not caring that her trouser legs were covered in grass and mud, and finally found it with the system's guidance.
Looking at the herbs in front of her, Yuanyuan's hands trembled with excitement. She gently plucked the herbs, and clutched the damp soil-covered stalks to her palm.
"Hiss~"
Just as she was about to ask the system if the task was completed, a sharp pain shot through her fingertip. She looked down and saw a small, translucent thorn stuck in her fingertip, with a tiny red dot appearing on it.
Hearing her cry of pain, Xiao Bai quickly came over, rubbed its nose against her fingers, licked the wound with its tongue, drooped its long ears, and its round eyes were full of self-blame.
"It's nothing, just a small thorn."
Yuanyuan rubbed its head with her other hand, put the herbs into her spatial storage, and was about to bend down to pull out the thorns when she heard footsteps behind her.
"What's wrong?"
Huya's voice was a little nervous. He had washed all the mud off his face, revealing his well-defined features, but mud stains still clung to his animal-skin boots and skirt.
Kun followed beside her, carrying a large leaf that was taller than Yuanyuan, with water dripping from it.
"It's nothing, I just accidentally pricked myself with a thorn."
Hu Ya strode up to her, bent down, pinched her fingers, and examined them closely. He frowned and said, "I've been pricked by these thorns before. It was both painful and itchy."
He shouldn't have mentioned it, because once he did, Yuanyuan really felt an itchy and tingling sensation.
Tiger skillfully pinched the small thorn and gently flicked it out.
Kun handed over the large leaf: "Use this to wipe your hands. This is a water leaf; the leaf is very soft and has a lot of juice."
Yuanyuan took the leaf, subconsciously squeezed it, and her eyes lit up. "Good, so soft."
It's soft yet resilient, just like... just like a wet wipe; it even releases water when you rub it a few times.
"This kind of leaf only grows around here, and we usually use it..."
Kun touched his nose halfway through his sentence, too embarrassed to continue.
Yuanyuan didn't ask any more questions. She rubbed the leaves and wiped her fingers, and was surprised to find that the itching on her fingertips had lessened considerably.
"Uncle Kun, do you still have this plant? I'd like one."
...
grassland tribes
Wolf Leap and his group were discovered as soon as they entered the territory of the grassland tribe.
The grassland tribes received the news that not only had their missing young master been found, but the little envoy had also been brought back to the tribe.
As soon as they received the news, they began a thorough cleaning and food preparation.
In order to better welcome the arrival of the little envoy, they went to the tribe's gate before dawn to wait. They waited and waited, but instead of the little envoy, they encountered orcs from other tribes.
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